50 Cents

Judul lagu Name penyanyi Penulis lirik Penyusun Tanggal rilis Lirik pertama

Pilot

50 Cents none none none [Hook] Me, I’m like...

AYO Technology

50 Cents none none none (feat. Justin Timberlake,...

Catch Me In The Hood

50 Cents none none none Yea, 50cent, Lloyd...

Amusement Park

50 Cents none none none [50 Cent Talking]50FerrariF50[Chorus:]Shawty...

All Of Me

50 Cents none none none (feat. Mary J....

5 Heartbeats

50 Cents none none none Nights like this…...

Pilot

[Hook]
Me, I’m like a pilot, G5 Jet I’m fly as shit
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no
Bitches be on my dick, designer threads, I’m fly as shit
You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no
Better back up off me, bitch watch me ball (ball)
Better back up off me, bitch watch me ball (ball)
Better back up off me, bitch watch me ball (ball)
Better back up off me, bitch watch me ball (ball)

 

[Verse 1]
Nigga every law and every rule I break
Feds tryna watch the moves I make
Every day I get birthday cake
There’s a hundred racks there in that safe
Hundred grands there on that plate
I ain’t thinkin’ ’bout catchin’ no case
Nigga my safe house super safe
I zip Giuseppe’s, I don’t tie no lace
Tom Ford, Y-S-L, nigga, run and tell
I’m fly as hell
Big Bentley, Mulsanne
No LP, just two songs
A-side, B-side
Rider gang, bitch, that’s right
From N.O. to N.Y
I got shooters bitch, don’t act cute and shit
We was born broke, no silver spoon
My niggas strapped, they super goons
These niggas here kinda soft
We get the bread, then fuck it off
Get more money, then fuck it off
Make your bitch wan’ suck me off
We ain’t had shit, we learned to ball
Them ghetto bitches they love us all

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 2]
Shorty bounce it, and she clap that
Slide down the pole, she’s a super ho
That gold cuban, I jack that
You niggas know how this s’posed to go
I’m in the club with niggas, I clap that
That P90 I pack that
Your fuckin’ head, I crack that
You wan’ test me? Don’t test me
Look, lover boy what’re you trippin’ for?
Niggas don’t even want your ho
My nigga Ill fresh out the pen
You gonna make him go back again
Them bottles coming, we turnt up
Them sparks burnin’ now watch us shine
You do this shit once a year
We do this shit all the time
Now captain come and save her
Get her from around this paper
She’ll never be the same
I mean like everything will change
She cute blow a little cheese on her
Get her ass shots, throw D’s on her
Them shoes more than you think though
My bitch look like my bank roll

 

[Hook]

AYO Technology

(feat. Justin Timberlake, Timbaland)
Something special,Unforgettable,50 Cent (cent),Justin (tin),Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)
She she, she want it, I want to give it to herShe know that, it’s right here for herI want to, see you break it downI’m ballin’, throwing money around
[Verse 1 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):]
She work it girl, she work the poleShe break it down, she take it lowShe fine as hell, she about the doughShe doing her thing out on the floorHer money money, she makin’ makin’Look at the way she shakin’ shakin’Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste itHave you lustin’ for her, go crazy face itNow don’t stop, get it, get itThe way she shakin’ make you want to hit itThink she double jointed from the way she splitGot you’re head f**ked up from the way she did itShe’s so much more than you’re used toShe know’s just how to move to seduce youShe gone do the right thing and touch the right spotDance in you’re lap till you’re ready to pop
She always ready, when you want it she want itLike a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet herOn the late night, till daylight the club jumpin’If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want
[Chorus (Justin Timberlake):]
Baby this a new age, you like my new crazeLet’s get together maybe we can start a new phaseThe smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don’t do you justice babyWhy don’t you come over here, you got me saying
AayoohI’m tired of using technology, why don’t you sit down on top of me
AayoohI’m tired of using technology, I need you right in front of meOoh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, (so), I gotta give it to her,Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, (so), I gotta give it to her,
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
[Verse 2 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):]
Got a thing for that thing she gotThe way she make it shake, the way she make it popMake it rain for us so she don’t stopI ain’t got to move, I can sit and watchIn her fantasy, there’s plain to seeJust how it be, on me, backstrokin’, sweat soakingAll into my set sheetsWhen she ready to ride, I’m ready to rollI’ll be in this bitch till the club closeWhat should I do, one thing on all foursNow that that shit should be against the lawFrom side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all aroundDifferent style, different move, damn I like the way you moveGirl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to youLet’s get it poppin’ shorty we can switch positionsFrom the couch to the counters in my kitchen
[Chorus (Justin Timberlake):]
Baby this a new age, you like my new crazeLet’s get together maybe we can start a new phaseThe smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don’t do you justice babyWhy don’t you come over here, you got me saying
AayoohI’m tired of using technology, why don’t you sit down on top of meAayoohI’m tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, (so), I gotta give it to her,Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants itOoh, she wants it, (so), I gotta give it to her,
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell youYour hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Catch Me In The Hood

Yea, 50cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
(Lloyd Banks)This rap shit plays a major part in my lifeSo if u jeopordize it i got the rightTo send a muthaf**ker at ya tonight
G-Unit
And i aint stoppin till my click poppinswimmin in barrels of moneyMicheal walking around with a head emcause it’s Charley mc dummy it’s funnyniggaz go ravving see you suffering, hungryI’m Co-D as well skating with enough of niggaz money
Why you ass ofyou know you ain’t that toughI’m pulling your mask offAs soon as you act upYou know what i came forA peace of the game orArtilary thats as long as a chainsaw
I buy them weightBut tis still feels like i’m dreamin40. calinger my pillow cinda feel like my c-menI fysical pressence of a female the form of a demonthat’s why i f**k em and leave em get my nut while im breathinAnd i thought they catch me slippin now im ducking and drippin, thats a thousand dollar outfit wuth the f**k is you brickinYou trippin the record can get my ass in positionDeath wish for no religon wether catholic or christianListen, and when trough momma bitchen in and out the kitchen wuth probable cause is probable in and out the prisonWe got soldiersbut you still gotta respect oursWe got more 4-5s and nines then a deck of cards
(Tony Yayo)You can take me out the hoodBut can take the hood out meCause im gettoNiggaz hate when you do goodBut when you brokeYour friends and your enemy’sThey love youChi-Chi get the YayoPicture me being crack out of ten trips on the trainChi-Chi get the YayoPicture me being crack
Oh, you goYou can sniff me, cut me ill turn you to a junkieI’m the nr. 1 cellar in the whole f**king countryWallstreet niggaz, they caught me on a lowWhite boyz dont call me coke they call me blowIts time to go on a bus the train a plane im smuggleIm nothin but trouble Ill make ya money doublecook me in bacon soda, ill turn ya hoop-rock into a new range-roverIll pay all ya bills and fill je frigeratorFeed ya familly turn ya man to a haterYou can put me in a dog-pannel or ya stash boxPut me in ya nikes tims and reeboksIf you caught three and a halve you hustlin backwardsCop a hundred grand you moving forwardsIm trying to move more birds, and PA all day on the corner of third
(50 cent)You can take me out the hoodBut can’t take the hood out meCause im getthoPicture me pollishing pistolsIm comming to get you the shells hit you you screamThink im playing i mean itMan i dont bought all this pistols, just get it poppingStart and wavin my own voice shell cases gets the dropThe devils round the corner i got to much pride to hideIm outside gun in my pocket theres stuntin to poppinIm dying to poppin them young and im wrestling to the death system as the world turns the rececippy learncount on my blessins clean up my weapons im ready for warThe strong survive the weak shall perrish i told you beforeHoes be compementin me like 50, NICE CHAINBalaggio 20 grand of chips on the dice gameIts burned out cant stop itYou gotta watch MTV ,BET, NIGGA YOU SEE MEI wonder if im mad cause im doing goodCause niggaz are feelin me more than you in yo hoodAnd it hurts cause you love them but they dont love you back cause they know you just rappin and you dont bust ya gat you pussy
Yea, explain it to the niggaz in yo hood niggaThey know you f**kin the front niggaTalk all that gangsta shit on the recordI see you nigganiggas know me niggaAsk around in my hood niggaRead de daily news niggayou see them talkin about me niggaim in the middle of all cinds of shitPussy…get it poppin

Amusement Park

[50 Cent Talking]50FerrariF50
[Chorus:]Shawty you don’t have to take your panties offJust move ’em to the sideIf you wanna ride on the roller coasterBaby come on and rideIt go up and down and round and roundStand up or get on the floorIt’s on tonight I know what you likeI know just how to break you off
[Verse 1]Good evening ladies, I’ll tell you from the startI’m hoping you enjoy my amusement parkThere’s lots of activities, fun things to doAnd I find my pleasure in pleasing youSome rides go fast, some rides go slowIf you fear heights when I’m high hell yeah I’ll go lowIt taste so sweet, that sticky cotton candyIf you get carried awayWe’ll be starting a familyThis is a perfect time for a magic trickGirl, you know it’s no fun without the magic stickNow watch me as I pull a rabbit out a hatThen you can use the rabbit all over your catApplause now that’s the first half of my actI started out like a pimpNow I’m more like a macI don’t need your paper just don’t fuck with my stackOh it’s like thatyeah it’s like that
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]Now you can ride the horse round the carouselExplosion, Trojans, all in the hotelPut me to the test girl, I don’t failI work it out, without a doubtThere’s plenty water rising sure to get you wet in the popHave your lustious seductions considered or notThrow a hoop around the bottleI’ll be your teddy bearWhatever color you like, you know I don’t careI really wanna thank you for attending this affairNow go encourage your friends to come have fun hereI smile when I speakBut I’m being sincereYour pass is valid all summer my dearSo at your convenience you can always returnThere’re so many tricks to the trade you should learnSuck that, lick that, swallow that lolly popforget that, grab that, ride it non-stop
[Chorus]

All Of Me

(feat. Mary J. Blige)
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?Your body is callin’ meGot me feelin’ like a fiend on crackWhy you gonna make me fall in love?Now why you wanna go and do that?Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]Lets start with the moon and the stars, whatever you intoThey money I aquire mama make it all simpleFlashback ’03, papparazzi flashin’ flicksI moved away, hustle hard, now I got a six stashTell me you miss me, baby come here and kiss meIt just happened so quickly, feels like I hopped off a bus and got in a BentleyIts gangsta my music even when its the smooth shitYou can hate me cause I hurt you but I aint even do itThey predicted it all I dont know how he knew itHe said women from Hollywood are “Liar, liar, liarsFuck em they get ya heated then deny it like MariahFast forward to ’06, Im still on fireThe world is still turning, my records are still earnin’Dough come quicker and quicker, flow gets sicker and sickerStraight up and down baby, Im a special kinda nigga
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?Your body is callin’ meGot me feelin’ like a fiend on crackWhy you gonna make me fall in love?Now why you wanna go and do that?Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]Life is short baby, be apart of my dreamsI own Ferarri horses, my Lambhorgini leansSo mean, I have niggas hatin’ on meGod gave me a gift, Im supposed to be richIm supposed to ride through the hood and make niggas sickWhen my homies put in work, they supposed to get itWith a piece of chain thick, go and buy em some bricksI aint make that up, this is how its suppose to be kidYou should feel like a life, but it gave back bad timeWhen I smile your smile should be as big as minesGirl to know me’s to love me, Im one of a kindEven when you hate me you love me, forever your mine
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?Your body is callin’ meGot me feelin’ like a fiend on crackWhy you gonna make me fall in love?Now why you wanna go and do that?Now If I give you all of meWhat you gone give me back?

5 Heartbeats

Nights like this… I wish.Rain drops would fall5 heartbeats leftOne last deep breath.
[50Cent:]I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 carsAll over how I write 16 bars.Ja, Joe and Jada they’re f**kin’ retardsI run Interscope, uh-uh Oh, my GodYour stuff I’ll make it hotYou want I’ll get ya shotYou’re just open your coffinYou’re dead men walking.Now when I’m out in London they say I’m so smart,I fired rounds from pounds I came up so hard.
[Chorus:]I been around the world and aiya-ya-yaMust be goin’ crazy.Cause I’m still down,To get down to let off roundsI’m loadin up my 380I can’t wait ’till I see death.
[Tony Yayo:]I’m tryin’ to pray to the preacher man but he in new gatorsMy ASCAP check got a nigga new haters.The condos in Vegas – cause NY freezin’,My strap is the reason that you on the floor bleedin’.I learned the Coke game Young and Watchin’ 50!And learned the dope game fast ask Bo-Diddly.Automatic Mossberg in the all white fur
Shotgun pellets out of snow white spur. [shot] {DAMN!}
[Chorus]I been around the world and aiya-ya-ya!Must be goin’ crazy.Cause I’m still down,To get down to let off rounds.I’m loadin’ up my 380I can’t wait ’till I see – death!Oh babyyyy!Nigga I’m gonna… I’m gonna find you.
[50 cent]It’s the first of the monthHahahahaIt’s the first of the motherf**kin’ month niggaOOOHHH!It’s a f**kin’ zoo out here, manThese f**kin’ chimpanzees, manF**kin’ monkeys talkin’ ’bout me, manPull through there man, it’s hotThese niggas out on the curb, I’m like look at these donkieBunch of f**kin’ jackassesMan go do something, niggaWhat the f**k, man?Damn, nigga go to jail niggaGive yourself an excuse for bein’ F**kin’ broke niggaCome on, manF**k is up manThis 50, manSouth Side, manYou already know what I’m about boy

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Cari Lirik ?

Nama Artis

Judul Lagu

frase lirik

TV show, mocie, anime, korea, japanese, india dorama

Penulis lirik, komposer